Suicide In September Poem by Ernesto Torres

Suicide In September



This fatal pain
can not be maintained
within any soul
or any goul

So this fatal september
is one to remember
it is the month to send
my soul to a end

It fills me deathly joy
to know i will destroy
this pain and strain
and leaves blood stains

Painting the wall red
and with words unsaid
I am now rolling on the ground
so happy i have found

A escape from this strain
and eternal pain

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joe Foster 11 May 2012

good poem. I like it. You can read mine if you want. Let me know what you think.

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